Writing is something that I have fallen in love with gradually, I didn't wake up one morning and decide that I wanted to be a writer, an author or a blogger. Instead, it was many mornings of journaling and blogging, realizing that I find my true passion on that stark white piece of paper and under… Continue reading takes time
I'm sitting a coffee shop across from a friend, papers scattered across the table and a latte with almond milk in hand. Worship music blaring in my ears and the rain is pattering on the window beside me. I had a conversation with somebody not that long ago about making a place your home. How… Continue reading you are my breath of fresh air.
"We are dreamers" my English Prof spoke into the room filled with the sounds of zippers on backpacks being done up and papers being shuffled around. I grabbed a piece of paper and wrote down those three words. I haven't been able to get those words out of my mind as I have been cracking… Continue reading joy bringers.
I am writing an open letter to anybody who has come into my life, to those who aren't in my life anymore and to those who are. Dear whoever reads this, Thank you for being apart of my life, thank you for shaping me into who I am today. Thank you for the laughter that you… Continue reading dear you.
My fingers are hovering over the keyboard because the words are swirling around in my mind but I can't seem to get them out. I don't even know when the last time I opened my blog Joy Soaked Words to write, I don't even remember what I wrote about last. A lot has happened in this past… Continue reading praises